This is a song about "Mary bubal"

Mary jane is my mother

Just so happens mine they prefer

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

, if u called her in advance, and did the dance of mary

Saw the virgin mary

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Mary doesn't seem to mind, she's blinded anyway,

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

Lighting up mary jane; that loud chick's

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

And everywhere that mary went, it stared into her soul,

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

My relation is on and off with mary

You a lady boss, now you fly free